To Be Understood A Writer

Experience Alone Can Give, Even To The Greatest Talent, That Confidence In Having Done All That Could Be Done.

In Abandoning The Vagueness Of The Sketch The Artist Shows More Of His Personality By Revealing The Range But Also The Limitations Of His Talent.

The True Wisdom Of The Philosopher Ought To Insist In Enjoying Everything. Yet We Apply Ourselves To Dissecting And Destroying Everything That Is Good In Itself, That Has Virtue, Albeit The Virtue There Is In Mere Illusions. Nature Gives Us This Life Like A Toy To A Weak Child. We Want To See How It All Works; We Break Everything. There Remains In Our Hands, And Before Our Eyes, Stupid And Opened Too Late, The Sterile Wreckage, Fragments That Will Not Again Make A Whole. The Good Is So Simple.

It Is Only Possible To Speak In The Language And In The Spirit Of One's Time.

The First Virtue Of A Painting Is To Be A Feast For The Eyes.